Monument Yangmen

Chapter 861
Chen Tuan was unwilling to give in, but now, he has no choice but to give in.

Compared with Taoist orthodoxy, his fairy face is really insignificant.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of talking to Du Qing, he told Yang Qi the soft words in his heart.

Yang Qi stood with his hands folded, condescending.

He said to Chen Tuan very seriously: "Old Taoist priest, it's not that I deliberately targeted Taoism, but that you have gone too far. A few days ago, Chen Yao counted a batch of documents stored in the Song Dynasty.

The Song Kingdom has been passed down to the present, only two generations, decades.

In just a few short decades, the acres of land owned by your Taoists have expanded exponentially.

Since I suppressed Buddhism and Taoism, Taoism has more than one million acres of land.

One million mu of fertile land is shocking.

Millions of acres of fertile land are enough to support 10 people.

It is enough to turn hundreds of thousands of poor people who have no land to grow.

And the number of people your Taoists use it to make offerings to is less than one hundred thousand.

What's more, they use the grain produced in millions of acres of fertile land to sell and sell it, taking the opportunity to make a profit.

Tell me, such a Taoist, how can I keep you? "

Yang Qi's words were not rushed or slow, and he talked slowly.

But the words and sentences are sonorous and powerful.

Chen Tuan's cheeks had already turned red into a monkey's ass, and he didn't know whether it was from shame or annoyance.

Yang Qi didn't care about the change in his face, and continued: "I don't ask for much, I just hope that the people in the world can have enough food and be able to afford clothes.

Other than that, I don't want anything else.

A wave of your Taoism can turn hundreds of thousands of poor people over from now on, and then you will really beat your Taoism without hesitation.

Whether you have complaints or anger.

My will will never change. "

"Hand over the land in your hands. From then on, Taoism is just a religion that provides belief, without any interest. This is the limit I can tolerate your Taoism."

Chen Tuan blushed, raised his head, stared deeply at Yang Qi, and roared like a lion, "Call out the property, we Taoist 10,000+ believers, what do we eat?"

Yang Qi glanced at Chen Tuan, as if he didn't feel the anger coming from Chen Tuan, he said flatly: "I seldom do things like extermination. After handing over the land, your Taoist believers can be as big as Yan Guo." Just like ordinary people, they are trying to survive in the territory of Dayan.

Begging, working, smelting, being an official, teaching, etc., are many jobs that you Taoist believers can do. "

Chen Tuan stared at his eyes and growled, "Turning my Taoist believers into the people, what's the difference between this and rejecting my Taoism?"

Yang Qi's face was slightly cold, and he scolded: "Stupid! Work is just a means of earning a living for your Taoist believers, and it does not affect your spread of faith. You have been preaching for many years, don't you understand that only by being close to the people can you truly let the people recognize you Only then can you truly let your Taoist believers spread all over the world, and only then can your Taoist thoughts be passed on forever."

Chen Tuan was taken aback for a moment, with a dazed expression on his face.

Immediately, he still glared at Yang Qi.

Even though he is an expert outside the world, he didn't understand the meaning of Yang Qi's words at the moment.

however.

He is not the only Taoist in the hall.

After hearing Yang Qi's words, the old Taoist Fa Hai, if he realized something, he would frown for a while, then let go of his brows for a while, and so on.

After half an hour.

A gleam of light flashed in Fahai's eyes, he looked at Yang Qi with piercing eyes, and bowed.

"Chen Fahai, thank you for your instruction."

Yang Qi glanced at old Taoist Chen Tuan disdainfully, and then nodded approvingly at old Taoist Fa Hai.

Yang Qi didn't want to stay longer in Shangyang Temple, so he flung his sleeves and walked away.

"and many more……"

As soon as Yang Qi stepped out of the door, Fahai's veteran voice sounded behind him.

After a pause, Yang Qi didn't look back.

"What's the matter?"

The old Taoist Fahai respectfully said behind Yang Qi: "I went astray, which led to today's incident. I am willing to emulate Confucianism, and I am willing to teach tens of thousands of doctors for Dayan, benefiting the people of the world."

Yang Qi was slightly stunned, and after a long time, he nodded slowly, "If you have such a heart, it's not in vain for me to go through this personally. For the previous things, I can ignore the past and not punish you.

From then on, in the court, you are just a professor with superb medical skills.

Nothing to do with any morality. "

"No~"

The old Taoist Fahai replied, hesitated again and again, and finally asked a sentence that he had kept in his heart for a long time.

"Your Majesty, when you recruited ministers, you promised me one thing, do you remember?"

Yang Qi stood where he was, pondering for a moment.

He strode out of the hall.

A faint sentence drifted into the hall and echoed in the hall for a long time.

"At that time, I will send you a founding emperor... Now, it is not the time..."

Old Taoist Fahai looked shocked.

He couldn't believe his ears.

It took a long time before he was relieved.

Two lines of clear tears did not know when they climbed up his cheeks, and he gave a deep salute to Yang Qi's leaving back.

"Chen Fahai...thank you for your kindness..."

many years ago.

In the Taoist temple outside Bianjing City.

The old Taoist Fahai diagnosed and treated Yang Qi's injuries. Yang Qi sympathized with his talent and recruited him.

Back then, Yang Qi made a promise.

In the future, he will be successful, allowing a prince to enter the Tao, adding luster to the Taoist school, and fulfilling the grand wish made by the old Taoist Fahai in front of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing.

Today.

Great success.

Revisited.

Yang Qi made an even heavier promise.

Give him back the honor of the founding emperor!
In the whole world, there is only one person who can be worthy of these six words.

That is the founding emperor of Dayan, Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was willing to use himself to help the old Taoist Fahai fulfill his wish, but the old Taoist Fahai couldn't help but burst into tears of gratitude.

Throughout the past and present, Fahai is the only one who can save the founding emperor and enter the Tao.

Huanghuang Taoist history.

His Fahai name will eventually become the most shining moment.

"The king promises with his body, and the subject should repay with his life!"

"Fa Hai, are you still my Taoist disciple?"

Chen Tuan saw the old Taoist Fa Hai's expression was dazed by the same seven words, so he lowered his face and asked coldly.

Fa Hai put away the discoloration on his face, straightened his face slightly, glanced at Chen Tuan, shook his head slowly, and let out a long sigh.

Chen Tuan raised his eyebrows and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Fa Hai suddenly felt that talking with Chen Tuan was like chewing wax, "Your Majesty is right, you are going the wrong way."

"Wrong way?"

Chen Tuan frowned into a Sichuan character, and said coldly: "You are also learning from Yang Yansi, playing riddles with the old Taoist?"

Fa Hai shook his head, and said quietly: "Your Majesty has pointed out a sunny road for our Taoists, but you were blinded by money and didn't get rid of the confusion."

Fa Hai stared at Chen Tuan, and reminded him meaningfully, "Taoists have turned into ordinary people. Looking at it the other way around, is it true that ordinary people have turned into Taoists? As long as I, a Taoist disciple, uphold the mind of preaching.

Thousands of years later, who will distinguish between Taoists and common people, common people and Taoists? "

Abandoning these words, Fa Hai shook his head, and strode out of the hall.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and told the doorman who was guarding the door, "Your Majesty gave me Shangyang Temple, allowing me to go to Shangyang Temple to a pure land, this is a kindness to me.

In the past, the teacher didn't know how to repay him.

In the future, the teacher will know what to do.

Starting tomorrow, except for the Daoist Sanqing, everything else will be withdrawn.

The side halls on both sides will be used to store medicinal materials in the future.

The main hall is reserved for teachers to preach. "

Old Daoist Fahai paused, and in the puzzled eyes of the doorman, he said again: "From tomorrow on, except for reading the three volumes of scriptures in the morning, you will learn medicine from your teacher for the rest of the time, right?"

The doorman's eyes widened bit by bit until they turned into a pair of copper bells.

The surprise came a little suddenly, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Fa Hai ignored him, rolled up his sleeves, and left Shangyang Temple.

In the main hall of Shangyang Temple.

Fa Hai's words were like a fixing spell, directly fixing Chen Tuan in the hall.

Chen Tuan was alone in the hall for a long time.

It wasn't until the sun slanted to the west that the shadow of the window blocked the light in his eyes, and he was relieved from his stupefaction.

When Chen Tuan came back to his senses, he seemed to be a different person.

There was no anxiety in his eyes, nor was there any coldness and anger on his face, only a complicated expression.

"With the light and the dust...with the light and the dust..."

He murmured in his mouth.

After a while, he raised his head, looked up at the direction of Yanjing City's imperial palace, and said with a faint expression: "Yang Yansi, what kind of person are you?"

……

Time flies by.

April came quietly.

While the common people were busy with spring plowing, a shocking event happened in Yan State.

Tens of thousands of Taoist temples in the world opened their doors, counted the acres, and handed them over to the local yamen, and asked the yamen to distribute these acres to the poor people in accordance with the government's decree.

Simultaneously.

The Taoists in the Taoist temple also left the Taoist temple one after another. According to what they had learned, they began to report to the yamen, and finally passed the yamen, and arranged to work in one place after another.

Fields, iron smelting workshops, private schools, medical centers, academic classrooms, military corps, etc.

Taoists are everywhere.

The sudden change of the Taoists made the common people a little at a loss.

After they learned the 'truth' of the matter, they all showed good feelings towards the Taoists.

The Taoists also quickly integrated into the common people through this.

Buddhists think Taoists are crazy.

Abandoning the land and Taoist temples on which to live, and not going for alms.

Under Yang Qi's heavy suppression, the Taoist school is afraid that it will be over.

however.

The Buddhists waited for a long, long time.

We waited from April to June, and there was no news of the collapse or decline of Taoism.

When they carefully understood what the Taoists were doing, they found out.

In the fields, in the fields, on the temples, among the army, and in the vast world of mortals, there are Taoist voices singing softly everywhere.

Taoism lost its property, lost its Taoist temples, and even stopped living on alms.

They did lose the foundation they had built up over the years.

However, they exchanged these superficial foundations for a foundation hidden in the hearts of the world.

Which is more important?

it goes without saying.

Seeing even a five-year-old naive naughty boy, humming inexplicable Taoist songs, running around with his buttocks bare.

Fomen panicked.

They waited to see the joke, but they didn't expect to end up being the joke themselves.

After several times of investigation, they finally learned that all the actions of the Taoist school were from Yang Qi.

Ever since, a group of eminent Buddhist monks gathered in the city of Yanjing.

For a time, there were eminent monks everywhere in Yanjing City.

In the past, the eminent monks who were famous but could only hear their voices but not see them, appeared one by one on the streets of Yanjing City, wandering among the common people.

With their benevolent faces, they moved many elderly women, and they got in touch with each other, throwing hints of submissiveness to Yang Qi time and time again.

however.

Yang Qi was too lazy to talk to them.

Because Yang Qi has more important things to do.

Inside the solemn Qianyuan Hall.

Yang Qi was wearing a dragon robe and sat on it with a stern face.

Under the imperial street, officials stood there bowed, none of them dared to raise their heads.

"You all are fine."

Yang Qi praised: "I am very relieved to have you help me govern the world. You have not only completed what I have explained, but also completed what I have not accounted for. With this awareness, why should I worry that the country will not last forever?"

Opening a memorial on the table casually, Yang Qi slammed his lips, "Every time I see your achievements in politics, I am overjoyed."

"Li Qingming, governor of Confucian prefecture, your political performance is outstanding. Under your governance, the people finally don't have to work hard every day to lose weight. The people of Confucian prefecture, every one of them is as slender as willows, and they shake when they walk. In a blink of an eye, he has a good posture.

In terms of appearance alone, the people under your rule can be regarded as the best in our Great Yan Kingdom.

I heard that the people in Ruzhou, besides losing weight, are also fond of thin waists.

A white jade stick, wrapped around the waist three times, is better than Emperor Yang?

Zizizi, listen to everyone, the people are living a good life!In the jingle, they all threatened to live more comfortably than I did.

I also heard that people like to congratulate Lingmu most now.

Today, I will use the words of the people to congratulate Lingmu, which can be regarded as a reward for you, a hero. "

"Li Qingming, I wish your mother a younger life..."

"Puff~"

The Confucian Governor Shi, who was called Li Qingming, immediately fell to the ground with a plop.

Trembling and shivering all over.

"Oh!"

Yang Qi shot the dragon case and roared: "Stand up!"

Li Qingming's legs were trembling, and he tried to stand up several times, but finally fell to the ground.

In the end, he still grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him and managed to get up reluctantly.

Yang Qi pouted, looked at him, and said with a smile: "I haven't finished commending your achievements, and you are eager to kowtow to thank you? You were so happy that you were so happy that you forgot that I, Dayan, was not happy to kneel down present."

Yang Qi opened the memorial, looked at it and said: "Look again, what good things have you done. Huh?! You can do it! In three months, twelve temples were wiped out, and as many as Hundreds of people.

I let you do all the work of the Supervision Department and the Criminal Department.

It seems that there is no need for me to set up a supervisory department and a criminal department. I will hand them over to you for management, which will not only save trouble, but also save a lot of money.

At that time, you can build two more golden statues for the Buddha in the rubble temple. "

Yang Qi was laughing, the younger he was, the happier he was.

Li Qingming was trembling, and the beating became more severe.

Not only Li Qingming was shivering, but all the officials in Yujie were shivering.

Yang Qi stared at the officials under the imperial street, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, his eyes were cold.

"Oh!"

Yang Qi slapped the table and stood up, his voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, his voice was icy cold, "You are really my good ministers, if you were not implicated in the distribution of criminal prisoners, which attracted a thorough investigation by the Department of Supervision and the Ministry of Punishment, I really don't know You have done so many good things!"

(End of this chapter)